The Ludicrous Heart

Her name was engraved in every stria
crisscrossing his soma
screaming her presence
from all visible outlook

Foundered in her mirage
and delirious for her essence
he perched his soul
on the toes of his hope

As he looked through his demurred eyes
the phalanx of her grotesque illusions
made his hope leavened
and in such momentary ecstasy
his bereavement remained quiescent
and the ludicrous heart weaved some dreams hopelessly impossible
but then miracles happen often
in such momentary trice

ยฉ Shantanu Baruah and ckonfab. 2015-2018.

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42 thoughts on “The Ludicrous Heart”

  1. Ahh what hopeful romantics we are…
    Your writings make me smile and laugh with joy from our finite loves… and then drift to the place of the Divine resilient love within..

  2. You are amazing and wonderful beyond any words…I have no doubt about the success of your unpublished book ..๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒธ

  3. heย perchedย his soul
    on the toes of hisย hope

    Awesome๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ

    The best part is the end๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•

  4. Beautiful.I agree with Yasmin those are really beautiful lines.amd you have painted the ludicrous heart so well.Now everyone in Wp community knows how romantic are you at heart.

  5. I loved this one. “But then miracles happen in such momentary trice.” Just beautiful.

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